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Elrum takes a wild swing at the skeleton

Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Waiting on map

Tinkering

Elrum Take a moment to attempt to decipher the functions of the controls
Knowledge Engineering: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20

Elrum looks to the two strangers

"We don't have any intention of harming you, however I promise... you fire upon us, and it will be the last thing you do"

The words come out slowly and very matter of fact.

"Perhaps you might care to explain your reasons for being here."

The dwarf readies his axe and awaits an answer.

Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
Elrum take a wild swing at the machine.

Fortitude Save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
"Ta hell with your dagger, I told you, Dwarven steel shall be enough!"
Elrum calls out as he raises his axe for a chop.
Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23
Damage: 2d8 + 6 ⇒ (1, 2) + 6 = 9
Knowing his strike was true, Elrum tries to assess the result of his strike.

Elrum passes on the dagger

"Dwarven steel shall be enough to conquer any foe. Such a tool might be better served by another."

Upon seeing the two great constructs Elrum charges into battle, descending upon the red construct

Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20

Reflex: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22
As sudden as the triggering of the trap, Elrum deftly absorbs the bulk of the impact with his large axe. Looking over the group his face distorts to that of a dwarf truly on the verge of rage. His stone gaze falls to Vailis.

"Perhaps you might keep your pet on a tighter leash."

As quick as his words, Elrum returns to the task at hand. He makes his way with the rest of the group, following the trail.

The sudden riddle from the mask stops him dead in his tracks.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

The dwarfs's eyes pass rapidly around the room. Then he take's time to think on the mask's words.

"It would seem this puzzle has been solved for us. I suppose we should simply press on."

As he speaks Elrum makes his way towards the door.

A mass of steel and hair moves closer to his seemingly unimpressed counterparts. With letter in hand, his vacant eyes pass from each person in turn. His words come slow, much like his movements

“Well then, it seems we are to be tasked with the same duty. While there is no great honor in a simple training exercise, we may find fulfillment in dutifully carrying out our orders.”

The dwarf gives pause, coupled with a toothy grin. The full smile almost lost by the wiry mesh of hair that appears to start somewhere deep within his large nostrils.

“Elrum Kuldast is my name, and I look forward to working with all of you”.

With a seemingly self-pleasing nod, the broad dwarf moves to his pack. Producing a whetstone, he begins to sharpen a rather unwieldy axe.

...So here's Elrum (Dekami's Dwarf Fighter)